bottle all your tears for me
I'll keep them lined up on a shelf
maybe I could be your savior
since I can't seem to save myself.
cuz constantly, I find myself
unstringing all my nerves,
rewiring them backwards
in convoluted curves.
it slows the flow of feelings
and numbs my broken pride
my heart keeps getting lighter
from all the cavaties inside.
I'd take such good care of you
if you'd only let me in
I'll kiss your fevered forehead
I'll absolve your darkest sins.
honey I think we both know
we're all broken in the end
so open up your ribs for me
and please let us be friends.
